Watchtower's gravity calibration light cast a cold white strip on the alloy wall of the cell. Lex Luthor sat cross-legged on the floor in the center of the cage.
The fingertips were hanging in the air, as if holding an invisible pen.
There are only seventy-two hours left before the third court session.
The files on the New York Doomsday case have long been sealed in the top-secret database jointly sealed by Justice League and Wayne Enterprises.
Luthor The back tricks that I thought were foolproof were removed one by one.
The black gold hidden in Lex Corp's offshore account was frozen, and the coordinates of the backup clone buried underground in Metropolis were located and destroyed. Even the insiders he spent a lot of money to plant in Department of Justice and White House were all uprooted after the Crime Syndicate incident.
The thugs of Earth-3 once put the world into a state of tension, but Justice League once again turned the tide. United Nations Security Council rarely unanimously voted to pass temporary authorization, giving the alliance priority to deal with all dangerous criminals.
United States Capitol Hill's lobbying group, the secret pressure of the old European plutocrats, and powerful people in the Middle East and East Asia, all the forces that were supposed to pave the way for Luthor were crushed in the face of this unprecedented voice.
The legal team he hired at a high price could not even get close to the connecting port of Watchtower.
All communications were blocked, and the visitation application was permanently rejected on the grounds of "involving cross-Dimension security threats."
Politicians and tycoons who once respected Luthor are now wary of even mentioning his name in public.
This was Lex Luthor's first taste of true powerlessness.
He can see through people's hearts, and he couldn't understand that he would end up where he is today.
It wasn't until Batman visited the prison several times in private that Luthor vaguely guessed something.
It seems that I was harmed by some inexplicable operation of a peer from another universe.
Because Batman actually had a tendency to lose control of his emotions the first few times he met him alone.
Luthor makes a bold guess, it is a strange kind of hatred.
But I didn't offend Batman in any specific way. This hatred that came out of thin air cannot be reconciled by the logic of reality.
"There are not many things that can make Batman unable to control his emotions."
Luthor has not completely lost access to outside information. He still retains a small amount of human rights. At least Justice League agreed to let him occasionally watch the news through the glass of the prison.
Combined with the incident of Crime Syndicate, the only answer Luthor can think of is.
"In recent times, cross-Dimension incidents have occurred frequently. Could it be that my peer in another world did something terrible to Batman's family, so that now he seems to hate me even more than Superman."
Luthor has high brows and sunken eye sockets.
If that's the case, then he probably doesn't have much else to do.
In the past, Superman had been helpless with him because Superman simply did not understand the rules of capital operation in this world.
But Batman is different.
If the capital behind Batman carries out a targeted attack on him when he is already trapped in the country, then Luthor will not be able to escape even if he has only three heads and six arms.
In the past three months, he has aged visibly in the surveillance cameras.
His temples were turning white with frost, and the lines at the corners of his eyes were as deep as knife carvings. His eyes, which were once as sharp as an eagle, were covered with a layer of gray. He paced the cell all night long, repeatedly tapping the alloy floor with his knuckles, as if he was breaking a non-existent door.
Cyborg once reviewed his physiological data and found that the peak value of cortisol exceeded three times that of ordinary people, his heart rate was in the warning zone for a long time, and the activity of the prefrontal lobe of his brain was abnormally disordered.
That is the anxiety of a genius when he is at the end of his rope.
Until Flash wakes up.
The moment the news that Barry Allen woke up from Speed Force's disorder spread throughout Watchtower, Luthor, who was beating a portable lunch box in the cell, suddenly froze.
Batman and Cyborg in the monitoring room noticed the unusual stillness at the same time.
The next second, all anxiety disappeared like a cut off electric current.
Lex·Luthor sat cross-legged again, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was only bottomless calm in his eyes.
The calm was more disturbing than the rage.
In the next few days, Luthor stopped pacing, cursed, and tried to provoke the new guard Firestorm with words.
He remained sitting cross-legged all day long, with his eyes half-open, and his fingertips sketched in the void at a constant speed, sometimes pausing, sometimes spinning lightly, as if writing a set of formulas in the air that only he could understand.
There is no paper and pen, no light screen, and no external equipment. Just relying on memory and thinking, what is being deduced on a zero carrier.
Cyborg tried to capture his brain waves using a neural induction algorithm, but only got a highly encrypted turbulence;
Superman penetrated the damping alloy of the cage with X-ray vision, and only saw the chaotic and irregular trajectories traced by Luthor's fingertips, which could not be understood by Super Brain.
"He's calculating."
Batman's voice sounded low in the alliance communication channel.
"Luthor should have gotten something from Universe Patch Event.
Outside the geosynchronous orbit of Watchtower, the starlight is cold and silent.
In the cell, the corner of Luthor's mouth slowly raised a faint smile, and his fingertips made the last stroke in the void.
The countdown to the third court session is still beating, but Lex Luthor no longer cares about the court's decision.
"I want to talk to Batman."
Since it has been a long time since Flashpoint World invaded the world, Batman has now regained his composure in the face of Luthor.
Hearing Luthor's request that contained inexplicable confidence, Batman was about to stand up when Superman grabbed his arm.
"Wait a minute, although Luthor has not had much time left before the final verdict is announced, I know him well. He will seize any seemingly impossible opportunity to try to make a comeback. Any dialogue with him now may help him!"
Batman looked at Superman quietly and did not immediately respond with words.
One second, two seconds.
Until Superman made Shantou let go of his arm.
"Your personality has changed, Clark."
Perhaps to emphasize the seriousness of the matter, Batman directly used the real name of Superman.
"I understand you. Luthor has always been in trouble with you in the past, but you were never like this before. Since the patch incident, you have become more and more like a real ordinary earthling, and your joys and anger have begun to show up on the surface."
"Next time you speak, think carefully about whether it is your wish or whether it is affected by your memory from another Universe Patch."
Superman was stunned in place. The patch incident was one of the top issues that Justice League paid most attention to recently.
People who were dead appear again inexplicably, and buildings that were not completed due to some policy changes in urban planning in the past are standing out of thin air.
My Fortress of Solitude has an extra puppy, Krypton, which has the same Superpowers as my own. Batman and Cyborg worked together to analyze the words on the strange dial that Plastic Man handed over for a month, but they still couldn't figure out the meaning.
Many Superhero have experienced some personality changes, such as him and Diana.
Only Batman seems to have been unaffected by anything. He can even remove the discordant parts of his memory one by one while busy with various things, enter them into data and seal them.
According to Cyborg, Batman would have regularly tested his brain, so he could act like a supercomputer and be so sensitive to all thoughts that did not belong to him.
Superman lowered his head and began to think seriously about whether his panic Luthor's calmness just now was not out of his own will.
Batman has already walked to the prison door of Luthor. After pressing two buttons, the prison glass that should have been foggy and hazy became clear and bright, and the shielded sound wave transmission was also turned on simultaneously.
In order to prevent Luthor from escaping while Superman and Batman were away from Watchtower at the same time, they took advantage of the opportunity to communicate with other Superhero on duty, so they were on guard almost to the extreme.
"It's nice to see such a calm bat again."
Luthor is still sitting cross-legged, looking at Batman with a faint smile.
And Batman has already hovered his finger above the button.
"Only nonsense?"
"Ah no, just a word of advice, after all, I also received a gift from another universe that should have existed."
Luthor pointed to his temple.
"Remember, non-existent space-time has also lost the stable linear characteristics of time, and those people or materials that came because of Universe Patch do not all come from the same time, they have a sequence."
Batman's brows were furrowed, but his finger was still hovering and did not move down immediately.
Luthor knew that Batman was attracted by his own words, thus giving him an extra chance to say a word.
"You have only confiscated all my creations in this universe, and I recently saw another one that I have displayed many equally fascinating ideas."
The clear glass was instantly covered with a layer of white mist, and sight and sound were blocked again. Luthor put away his smile, hummed softly and lowered his head.
"You will come to me in person soon to beg me.
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